A few days ago I was dusting our bedroom after Chuck had finished painting. I was wiping my sewing box when I got to thinking about my Grandmother. It had been her sewing box and was given to me by my mother 7 or 8 years ago. In the photo above I am standing in the pink sweater (Please remember this was in the mid 1980's!) with my Mum in the red sweatshirt, my sister is standing in the navy blouse and my grandmother is sitting. My Grandmother made most of her clothing right up until a few months before she died in 1994.
When the sewing box was given to me there was only a few things left in it. My Mum is not a sentimental person and probably threw out everything she thought was garbage. But the button jar survived!
I assume most of you know what a button jar is. And I assume if not you or your Mother your Grandmother must have had one. My Mum does have a button jar, an old Nivea container full of buttons. I haven't seen it in a number of years now.
I am sure someone knowledgeable would be able to date these buttons
Are buttons even that pretty anymore? I am not a sewer so I don't tend to notice buttons.
I imagine this came from a blouse.
This button I do know about because I asked my Mum about it. Her brother Bob was in the Militia back in the 1940's. I guess you were given extra buttons for your uniform in case you lost any.
This is the sewing box. It sits in our bedroom. I can still see my Grandmother sitting at her sewing machine with this box open beside her.
Yesterday was my birthday. I thought you might get a laugh out of some old birthday photos. I always had sleep-overs and since my bedroom was rather small we slept down in the rec room. Looks like we had quite a time! The girl in front is Laura, I am beside her then Cathy, Tracey and Jackie.
Usually we had a party in the evening, then watched some TV after which we would eventually go to sleep. The next morning was a yummy breakfast and then usually some fun activity. That is a funky chandelier! I have no recollection of it. Looking at this photo I was wondering why the room looks so empty. I do remember we had a tall, antique buffet against the back wall. Then I remembered, my parents had ordered a dining room suite and sold the buffet before the suite came. Chuck and I still have the table in this photo. Chuck uses it as his work table in his workshop.
So many memories seeing this shot of the kitchen. My Mum is NOT a morning person and for her to be up serving us breakfast was a miracle. Sadly Laura in the front of the photo passed away a few days after my Dad did seven years ago after three bouts of breast cancer.
After a few stormy, cold days we are enjoying a few rainy, milder days. The snow is melting fast!